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Chapter 91 Holding Hands

All the Kaguya employees in the entire building were shocked to see President Mu holding a girl's hand, but they didn't dare to look up and could only pretend to be busy with their own things.

As soon as Mu Ye and Yan Qingluo walked into the elevator, the entire floor was quiet for a few seconds and then suddenly went into an uproar.

"Was Mr. Mu holding that girl's hand just now? Did I see it wrong?"

"No, I didn't see it wrong, they did hold hands!"

"Oh my god, who is that girl? I'm so lucky!"

"Mr. Mu only cares about work, but he has secretly got a girlfriend!"

"Our idol has become someone else's."

"Is that girl the one Assistant Dong brought up just now?"

"It seems so. I feel like she looks a bit like the person who was on TV a few days ago."

"On TV? Is it a female celebrity?"

"It seems like he's the president of an entertainment company. What's the name of that show?"

"Hehe, work hard and stop gossiping!" Dong Yu stood at the door of the president's office. Looking at the employees who were in a mess, he had to come out to control the situation.

"Let's get to work first, and then ask Assistant Dong at lunch."

"Assistant Dong is so tight-lipped that he won't tell us."

Under the intimidation of Dong Yu's majesty, everyone regained their composure and began to perform their respective duties.

Mu Ye dragged Yan Qingluo all the way to the parking lot in a hurry, attracting countless envious glances from others.

Mu Ye walked to the car, opened the passenger door of the royal blue Rolls-Royce like a gentleman, made a gesture of invitation, raised his head and looked at Yan Qingluo with a smile on his face.

Yan Qingluo was dazed for a moment when looking at this enchanting smile. Is this guy flirting?

It was a close call. I almost fell into the beauty trap again.

If she didn’t know Mu Ye well enough, she would have been really fascinated by him. This man, the sweeter his smile was on the surface, the more vicious and black-hearted he was in his heart.

She sat in the passenger seat and quickly fastened her seat belt before Mu Ye got in the car, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings like the last time she was chased by a group of people and she also sat in his passenger seat.

After getting in the car, Mu Ye tilted his head slightly and said with a relaxed look, "You treat? Then I have to think carefully about what to eat."

Yan Qingluo curled his lips and complained, "You are the president of a large group and you still want to take advantage of me."

Mu Ye doesn't smile much usually, but when he smiles, his narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and the sparkling eyes are like stars, shining brightly, and the corners of his mouth draw a beautiful arc, which makes people easily fall in love with him.

"Then I'll decide. No matter what I eat, you just pay the bill in the end." Mu Ye's tone was relaxed.

" ... I have to be mentally prepared. Our Yan family is not short of money, but ... "

Before Yan Qingluo could finish his words, Mu Ye stepped on the accelerator and rushed onto the road.

"Where are we going? There shouldn't be any high-end restaurants further ahead!" Yan Qingluo was not very familiar with Kyoto, but she knew the general area of its prosperity. Mu Ye drove towards the south of the city, and they should be close to the suburbs.

"We're here." Mu Ye parked the car steadily at the entrance of a small road.

Yan Qingluo secretly wondered in his heart, could there be a fantastic restaurant hidden here?

She got off the bus full of doubts, and saw some old men and women coming out carrying large and small bags of vegetables and fruits, with peace and tranquility of daily life on their faces.

"Is this ... a vegetable market?" Yan Qingluo made a quick judgment.

Mu Ye naturally held Yan Qingluo's hand again. After the first time, Yan Qingluo didn't think it was strange and let him hold her.

Mu Ye's hands were big and warm, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

"Let's eat some old tofu fried dough sticks first, and then go buy some vegetables." Mu Ye talked about his plan as he walked.

"Old tofu fried dough sticks?" Yan Qingluo saw that there was indeed a breakfast shop on the street, but the surrounding environment ...

Not to mention the noise and bustle, passers-by of all kinds would stop and stretch their necks to take a look inside. Sitting here to eat breakfast is simply a place of execution for people with social phobia.

Fortunately, Yan Qingluo is not a socially anxious person, but this kind of environment is a bit too loud for her.

Although it was noisy, the shop was very clean, whether it was the tables, chairs or cutlery. The proprietress greeted customers diligently, and her kind smile made people feel at peace.

"Boss, give me two bowls of old tofu and four fried dough sticks." As soon as Yan Qingluo sat down, Mu Ye ordered the dishes skillfully.

"You ... come here often?" Yan Qingluo looked at Mu Ye in surprise. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have thought that this big CEO who was so powerful in the business world would actually come to such a place.

"I don't come here often, I was here a long time ago." After Mu Ye arrived here, his aura softened and he looked more like the older brother next door.

He must have come here with his loved ones whom he missed. He traveled so far just to have breakfast, which made him seem like he was missing someone.

Just when Yan Qingluo's thoughts were flying all over the sky, Mu Ye's low and magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"My grandma brought me here before, but after she passed away, I never came again. It's been ten years, and this place hasn't changed much."

Yan Qingluo was not good at prying into other people's family affairs. Unless the mission required her to find out certain information, she generally did not talk about these things with others.

"oh."

Yan Qingluo's simple and cold response did not dampen Mu Ye's enthusiasm to continue speaking.

"My grandmother said that when life is boring, you should go to the market and feel the hustle and bustle of life, and you will feel that you are still alive. I didn't understand what it meant when I was a child, but now I understand it a little. Look at these people, whether they are merchants or buyers, everyone's eyes are full of love for life. Although their lives are simple, they are not boring. Although they are not rich, they are very happy. On the contrary, those people sitting in the building, they wear suits and leather shoes every day, but their eyes are dull, like zombies."

Mu Ye was talking to himself. Yan Qingluo's eyes fell on his suit and he smiled.

"Boss Mu is also living like a walking corpse?"

Mu Ye glanced at her and was about to speak when the proprietress came over with 20,000 yuan of old tofu. "Here, hot old tofu, eat it quickly, young couple. There are side dishes in front, free of charge, help yourself!"

"Hey, we ... are not ... " Before Yan Qingluo could finish his words, the proprietress was busy greeting guests from other tables.

Yan Qingluo failed to explain, so he turned his head and looked at Mu Ye, "The boss lady misunderstood, don't be angry!"

But after she finished speaking, she felt a little confused again. She saw Mu Ye pursing his lips, as if he wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold it back. He didn't look angry.

After all the trouble, I was the one who was embarrassed in the end.

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